June 15, 1987. A day that changed my world…

It was the day my baby brother was born.

and thus began a beautiful friendship full of me putting him in strollers, carrying him by his head, chasing him down the street when he ran out the door naked, and treating him like my own baby.

I still treat him like he’s my own baby.

We have the same hair. We’re the only ones with that color. I love that.

He lives too far away now. I miss him terribly. Daily.

Thanks for being my best friend. And letting me steal your best friend helping me find my husband.

Oh heck, here come the tears.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Z-MAN!